Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 460: Transition to Hungry Wolf Collar

"Damn it, where did these guys go?" Wook wanted to shout, but his heart suddenly stirred and he looked towards the corridor.

There stood a tall young man.

"Captain, please come with me."

"Where are my men?" Wook's expression darkened as he touched the sword at his waist.

"They're fine. They're just temporarily restricting their activities."

"In other words, you also want to restrict my activities. Do you know what this means? We are the direct knights of Earl Oban!"

"That's why I'm asking you to leave for now. Otherwise, it won't be that cheap." "Come with me, Captain. We don't want a meaningless conflict," Welik said with a wave of his head.

Wook's hand on the sword repeatedly clenched and loosened. After several times, he let go of his hand and silently walked towards William.

In the room, Glar felt that the Cavalry Captain had left for too long. Outside, bursts of laughter rang out. These laughter slapped his face like a slap, making him feel as if his face was burning. Grar couldn't help but push open the door and leave. There was no one in the corridor outside. The viscount cursed and swaggered out of the room.

A line of soldiers lined up outside the street, leaving an open space. Alan and Tomen stood in front of them. Tomen's expression was serious, while Alan's smile was not a smile, making Gral feel a little guilty. The viscount took a deep breath and shouted, "Baron Allen, what do you mean? Are you insulting a viscount? I must protest to the count that you must pay the price for your actions!"

After a loud roar, Glar felt that he was much more confident. Yes, he is a viscount, a noble viscount. Allen could only look up at his light in the ranks of titles. When would he be able to climb up to his head and show off his might?

Ellen shook his head and laughed, "Glar, you still don't understand the situation. Where is this place? Let me tell you, this is not your viscount's territory. Your will and voice are impassable here. This is my city, the front line of the war zone. I have the final say here, so either you spit out what you have seized or I'll break my legs and throw it out!"

"You dare?" Glar screamed.

Alan gestured, and the two soldiers immediately stepped out, staring coldly at Gral.

Grar was shocked. He didn't want Alan to actually move. At this time, he couldn't care less and hurriedly unveiled his trump card. '"Who said that Sunset City is your city? Now, I will take over this city! This is Earl Oban's authorization. Take a good look at it yourself, Baron!" Gray took out a piece of paper from his pocket and said, "Who said that Sunset City is your city? Now, I will take over this city! This is Earl Oban's authorization. Take a good look yourself, Baron!"

Alan frowned and took the document from Gral's hand. Spread out, it was indeed a letter of authorization from Ark Harbor. It clearly stated that the management of Sunset City would be transferred to Gral's hands. The signature and seal of Ou Ban were on the sign. Glar didn't have the guts to forge it. Adding on the fact that the man belonged to Ou Ban's cavalry team, it was obvious that this document was real.

Tuomen glanced at it, and his breathing suddenly became a little anxious. When he wanted to say something, Alan raised his hand and signaled him not to speak for the time being.

"Well, I'm not lying to you, am I?" Said the viscount, looking at Grall with pride. "This is the Count's personal paperwork, Sir Allen. You don't want to disobey, do you?"

"This is different from the agreement between me and the count," said Allen. "We had already agreed that I would manage the territory I attacked."

"Indeed, but the Count believes that your potential is limitless. A mere Sunset City will not be your destination. It is foreseeable that you will have more territories. Your energy is limited and you should not be able to manage so many territories, so I will take care of Sunset City for you. Anyway, it is the Count's territory, so you will not suffer any losses."

"Is that what the count said?"

"Almost." "As long as you sign it, the goods that I have temporarily seized will naturally be given to you. The count still has high hopes for you," he added.

His complacent appearance, as well as his apparent attempt to overthrow Allen's power, caused the surrounding soldiers to be enraged. However, Alan did not give any orders, and they did not dare to act without permission. They could only stare at Gral with fierce eyes.

Alan nodded and said, "I want to read this document carefully. Well, I'll give you an answer by tomorrow at the latest."

Alan waved his hand and left with Tuomen and the soldiers. Only after they left did Zoke and the two cavalry regain their freedom. When they returned to Grar's side, they were naturally reproached.

It was night, in the meeting room of the City Lord's Mansion. Alan handed the authorization letter to Tomen and William. After Tomen read it, he chose to remain silent. William punched the table angrily, "Young Master, this must be that Glar's doing. Let me break his dog leg and throw it outside to feed the wolf!"

Alan shook his head and said, "The papers are real, and the signatures and seals are real. In other words, it was Earl Oban's decision."

Tuomen said in a deep voice, "It seems that Earl Oban still has some reservations about your trust."

"After all, I'm not his original team." Alan said calmly.

Tuomen looked at him and said, "Then what are you going to do, my lord?"

"If you don't sign it, you're betraying the Count. The army in the Emerald Mountain Range should be at the foot of Sunset City. If you sign it, the city will give up. No one will be willing to accept it." Alan crossed his chest and lowered his head to think. A moment later, he seemed to have made a decision, "It seems that I still need to sign this name."

Welik's chest rose and fell. "Could it be that he just gave Sunset City to that villain?"

Tuomen's eyes darkened.

"Of course, we can't let it go so easily." Alan smiled and looked at Tomen. "Baron Tomen, do you believe me?"

Tuomen's eyes moved slightly as he raised his head and said, "Your Excellency, if you have something to say, just say it directly."

"I intend to leave Sunset City to Gral, but I will take the troops, supplies and equipment with me. To put it simply, it was to leave a mess for Grar. If I do this, I will drain the power of Sunset City. As for concentrating all my strength, I will first take the Hungry Wolf Territory and then take down Dawn Castle. After these two territories fell into my pocket, it was equivalent to half of Daniel's territory in my pocket. At that time, I will use this opportunity to put pressure on the count to return Sunset City to me. But until then, Sir Thomen can only be wronged. "

Tommy nodded heavily. "This is indeed a solution. I was just thinking that if Your Excellency abandons this city completely, I should contact Viscount Daniel again. Although I will be heavily punished for this, it is better than looking at the face of such a lowly person. Since Your Excellency has such a plan, let me accompany him for a while."

From the defeat in the duel to the repulsion of the Alliance Army, to the fact that he was confident. It was only at this moment that Allen used his series of actions to truly win Tomen's loyalty.

After a period of secret discussion, Tuomen left and went to make preparations overnight. There was a lot of work to be done, from the preparation of supplies to the mobilization of troops, it would take time, and the movements could not be too big. Everyone and things were sent out of the city in batches to avoid alerting Grar. Afterwards, he discovered that this was the case in Shedding Sun City. Grar didn't have any proof, and there was nothing he could do with Alan and Tuomen. If discovered during this period, he can make a big deal out of it. At the very least, there was no escape from the charge of misappropriating public property.

In the next few days, Grar noticed that Alan's attitude had changed drastically. He was treated to delicious food and drinks every day, which satisfied Glar's vanity. He thought that Baron Allen had finally gained enlightenment. It was just that Alan had delayed signing the power of attorney, and every time he asked about it, he always said, "There's no hurry." After four or five days, Grar began to panic. On this day, he had Zoke bring ten knights to the City Lord's Mansion to force Alan to hand over the authorization bookmark.

Not wanting to arrive at the study, Allen rushed to say, "Viscount Grayer, you came at the right time. I have already signed this document. Please take a look."

Such a big contrast made Gral unable to react for a moment. He was stunned for a while before he understood how to take over the documents. Sure enough, it had Alan's signature and seal on it, and it was only then that a large rock was finally put down. Grall tried to squeeze a smile on his face and said, "Then when does Sir Allen intend to set off and continue to seize more territories for the Count?"

"Leave immediately."

"Immediately?" Glar thought that he had heard wrong. When did that tough kid become so easy to talk to?

Alan patted Grar's shoulder and said, "Then I'll leave Sunset City to you. I believe that under the management of the Viscount, this city will be even more prosperous."

"Of course Of course."

Alan had already left the study when Gral came to his senses. A moment later, he was seen leaving the city with an army. Judging from the formation of the army, there were only about three hundred people. Seeing them leave, Gral heaved a sigh of relief. Even Captain Wook, who was behind him, had a much more relaxed expression. At least, the transfer of power was going smoothly, avoiding the worst.

But not long after, Glar was happy. The next day, when he ordered his men to open the warehouse and saw the few boxes, the viscount's expression changed. "What exactly is going on? Why is there only such a small thing?"

"Viscount, in order to repel the enemy not long ago, Lord Allen took out most of his supplies to motivate the soldiers. If it weren't for that, the battle wouldn't have been so smooth. But don't worry, with the productivity of our city, you'll see a full warehouse in less than three years."

"Three years?" Glar wanted to faint, so he used all the knights to propose to Oban that he, the viscount, should take charge of Sunset City instead of Alan. First, it was to prevent Alan's strength from expanding too quickly, which was exactly what the Central European class wanted, so that Gral could smoothly obtain the authorization document. Secondly, Grar also wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to receive the wealth of Sunset City.

But now, even the most important material warehouse had been emptied. It could be imagined that the wealth and power of this city had also been emptied. Grar was not stupid. Combined with Alan's attitude and actions a few days ago, he roughly guessed that Alan was behind all this. However, he knew that he didn't have any substantial evidence, but he couldn't accuse Alan. Moreover, Tomen had also said that they had invested a large amount of resources to mobilize before the war. No one had ever counted the resources they had before the war, nor had they estimated the wealth of Sunset City. Now, who knew how much they had invested after the war? Even if they went to Ou Ban's place, at most, Alan would be too much of a critic.

To a knight who possessed a powerful army, this was a simple crime.

Grall was so angry that his teeth itched. In his heart, Alan had risen from a barbarian to a shameless thief. Alan not only stole his "wealth", but also left him with a pile of mess. At the very least, before Sunset City's output could fill up the warehouse, Grall had to fulfill the responsibility of a manager. This was different from what he had imagined when he came here!

An army of eight hundred people was advancing through the forest, and Alan had almost emptied Sunset City of all of its combat power. Including the soldiers and slaves, as long as he had a little fighting strength, he would take them all away. Apart from that, there was also a large amount of food, equipment and other supplies. These supplies were enough to feed an army of more than a thousand people for more than a month.

The troop advanced towards the direction of the Hungry Wolf Leader. Duruf was a true expert. However, he was not a good lord, nor was he a suitable manager. His territory was the smallest and poorest of all Daniel's subordinates. Even Sunset City could not compare to it. Sir Hungry Wolf's territory did not have any strategic resources, and there were not many wild beasts in the skinny land. He could only let his subjects grow some crops and barely survive.

But Duruf also imposed a series of exorbitant taxes, using all means to extract wealth from his subjects, sometimes even Daniel looked down on him. So when the army entered the hungry wolf territory, Alan had already seen two abandoned villages. That was because the people couldn't stand Duruf's oppressive rule and escaped from the territory. Today, there were only two large villages in this poor knight's territory, and the city where the knight lived, Finlier.

In the past two days, Finlier City's guards had discovered that there were constantly people fleeing their villages to the city. From people's mouths, Fenrir City learned that an army had entered this territory. Everywhere they passed, they swept away the villages that were still inhabited by people, forcing the people to flee to Fenrir City to seek refuge helplessly. Although Fenrir was the city where the baron lived, it was filled with dilapidated houses, dirty canals, damaged but unrepaired statues. Only the mansion of the City Lord looked better. Duruf cherished his face and at least made the place he lived in more beautiful, so that he could be worthy of his status as a knight.